by Katrina Aman
High school relationships never seem to last. One day a couple of teenagers are dating and head over heels for each other and the next day, they’re both holding hands with somebody else in public, making sure everybody knows that things have changed.
It’s summer now and teenage love is floating all around us, eagerly.
It seems to me like most teenagers ultimately depend on somebody else to make them happy. We’re just at that age when our emotions are so fragile and our expectations are not so high.
We look to find ourselves in other people but it always ends up being as pointless as it sounds. The majority of people that you and I have both let enter our mind while we’re on this subject, most likely know deep down they don’t need somebody else to be content. They don’t need to be in a relationship that, let’s be honest, won’t last as long as they may think in the first few days.
Pardon me for being blunt.
I believe everybody has the common sense to know that but we’re just too afraid to be alone, so we dance around the truth and convince ourselves otherwise.
What I’ve really realized about love in the short sixteen years that I’ve been around is that nobody knows how to explain it. We know we feel it, we think we see it, we use the word like crazy but we can’t tell somebody else what the simple, four-letter word’s meaning is. Especially the generation that seems to use it most, teenagers.
We, (of course I will include myself because I say it when I am not talking about anything remotely important at all), use the word love all the time. We teenagers love our friends, we love our cars, we love our best friend’s new haircut, and we love that person who we’ve been dating for three weeks.
Everybody just wants to be loved. And that’s what traps us.
If I have any clue of what love is all about, then I rarely see it.
Love is self-sacrificial and yet our culture teaches us to love in order to be loved.
Love is blind and yet we spend time on the way we look every morning hoping that somebody else might find us attractive.
Love is not proud, and yet we boast and do everything we can to get all the appreciation that we think we deserve.
Love keeps no record of wrongs and yet we won’t let that person live it down.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in the truth, and yet we gossip to get what (or in some cases who) we want.
Love is not easily angered and yet we have such a short temper to the people we claim to truly care about.
Love is patient but we won’t wait to meet the one person that we’re meant to be with.
Love is not rude but we’re willing to do some pretty barbaric things in order to get what we want.
Love is bold, but we convince ourselves that the people we care for already know everything we’d do for them.
Love always understands and yet we refuse to.
Love always protects, so protect them.
There is something bigger then us and our emotions.
I’m learning fully what love is all about and I know I only see it in a few people.
If we do not love (actually love), then we gain nothing. We are just empty people, all of us, looking for nothing but companionship, unless we love the people around us and ourselves just the way we are.
Slow it down, take some time.
Realize who you really love and let them know.
